Looking for Completion - the Looking Movie!

Act II Scene Eleven

Later that Sunday evening, Kevin is laying naked in bed, with Patrick draped in his usual position to his side. Kevin is running his hand through Patrick's hair, while Patrick draws lazy circles on Kevin's chest.

Kevin: You weren't wearing the glasses.

Patrick: Frames are expensive. I didn't want to bend them.

Kevin: And you weren't wearing the fuzzy socks.

Patrick: Mmmmm. They're in the laundry. I couldn't be bothered to do laundry today.

Kevin: (laughing) Where has all the romance gone?

Patrick: If you want romance you'll have to do better than bring home a t-shirt that says 'My boyfriend went to Vegas and all I got was this lousy case of crabs'.

Kevin: You love it.

Patrick: I'm never wearing it.

Kevin: Maybe only on special occasions.

Patrick: Tosser.

Kevin: Oooooh. I love it when you talk English to me.

Patrick: Shut up now. I need to sleep.

(Kevin jerks his head off the pillow to stare at Patrick)

Kevin: You must be fucking kidding me.

Patrick: What?

Kevin: Errr...isn't there a little discussion we need to have?

Patrick: Now? No way. If you wanted to talk you shouldn't have jumped me as soon as you got in the apartment. I'm too shagged out now.

Kevin: Excuse me? Wasn't it you that was giving me all that phone sex on my car ride from the airport?

Patrick: Mmmmmm. Did you like it? I've been waiting for an opportunity to try out my phone sex operator voice.

Kevin: Well, I did like it, as you could tell, but I'm not sure the car driver appreciated me getting out of the car with a huge erection.

(Patrick starts kissing Kevin's chest and his hand begins to wander downwards.

Patrick: Well I appreciated it. I appreciated it reeaaaal good.

(Kevin stops Patrick's wandering hand and raises his eyebrows. Patrick sighs)

Patrick: Why do you get to distract me with sex whenever you want to, but I'm not allowed to?

Kevin: Any particular reason you want to distract me?

Patrick: Yes. I don't want to have this conversation now.

Kevin: Because?

(Patrick yawns)

Patrick: Because you'll get mad even though there's no reason to and I'm feeling post-sex-happy-tired and I want to sleep.

Kevin: You know, there's nothing that would worry me more than you not wanting to talk about something.

(Patrick rolls his eye, then gets up on one elbow to look down at Kevin)

Patrick: Ok. But I'm giving you the short version.

(Kevin nods)

Patrick: He said it wouldn't work for us being friends, because he still had feelings for me, and they were getting in the way of him moving on with his life.

(Patrick stares at Kevin, who remains silent for a moment)

Kevin: I knew it. I fucking knew it.